Hogwarts Wandering Wizard

The moment Eric transformed, the system's beep sounded in his ears.

"Whether the host chooses the overlay transformation, if this mode is selected, the system will activate the soul fragments in the Darkin Scythe and share the host's body in combat."

shared?

Eric frowned and asked his question to the system.

'Although this equipment is a replica of the Darkin Scythe simulated by the system, because the host had close contact with the Darkin Scythe during the first world mission, he collected two soul fragments attached to the scythe. According to the system rules Under simulation, the first transformation of two different soul fragments can activate the soul control mode, that is, the host fights side by side with Kayn or Raast. This ability is only available twice, when the host uses Darkin for the third time. When using the giant scythe, it will be controlled independently by the host. '

With such a buggy ability, why not use it?

Eric immediately chose the covering transformation and activated the soul fragment of Shadow Assassin Kayn.

This also made him, who was originally thin and short, instantly transform into the tall and tall Kayn image.

At the same time, scenes, messages, and battles... Shadow Assassin Kayn's combat experience and fighting skills were all poured into Eric's brain, making his head swell. pain.

The system speeded up the operation of his brain, and after a while, Eric had absorbed all the knowledge provided by Kayn.

Opening his eyes with blue light, Eric glanced at Dumbledore in the distance and the hedgehog who was getting up in embarrassment. He was in a daze for a moment and couldn't tell whether he was Kayn from Shadow Stream or Hogwart. students of Ci.

"Old bastard, are you going too far when you don't feel comfortable teaching in your castle and come into our territory to provoke us?"

The hedgehog man staggered over with a long knife in his hand. He looked warily at Dumbledore and another strange figure standing in the distance, and denounced the old principal with an annoyed look on his face.

Dumbledore frowned his long snow-white eyebrows, as if thinking about a problem. He pointed the Elder Wand around the nest, pretending to show doubts, and looked at the dwarf in the distance who was not even taller than his chest: "Your territory." ? With all due respect, sir, the control of this Forbidden Forest area should still belong to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"Our enemies came all the way to stir up trouble, but they still had the nerve to say that we went too far."

Eric opened his mouth and spit out a sentence with a smile. This was the taunt that Kayn had just burst into his heart.

The hedgehog snorted in dissatisfaction. Looking at Eric who had changed greatly, his pale face twisted and said, "So this is your plan. Are you uniting with those in the school to fight against us?"

Eric chuckled disdainfully: "Confrontation? I think you made a mistake. With your strength, you will only be ravaged by me unilaterally."

The scythe was raised and rested on his shoulder. Eric, who turned into Kayn's appearance, hooked his fingers at the hedgehog: "Come on, I told you, let you learn what a true shadow is."

With that said, he turned to the old principal standing aside and continued: "Old sir, please take this child out to avoid causing innocent casualties."

With a flick of his foot, Lee Jordan's body rose into the air and was thrown towards Principal Dumbledore.

The Elder Wand popped out the magic spell and picked up Jordan, who was still unconscious. Dumbledore bowed slightly to Eric as a thank you for his help.He had already learned about Eric's existence from Lee Jordan before he came, so he naturally knew that the two were on the same side for the time being, although at the moment he looked like he was exuding an evil aura and did not look like a good person.

Fox, the phoenix, flew around the nest. It seemed he didn't like the rain dripping on him. He let out a cry, flapped his wings and flew out from the top of the open space.

The hedgehog man watched Dumbledore leave and sneered: "What's the use of taking him away? I've already used the shadow killing technique on him. This kid won't survive 12 hours at all..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly got stuck, because above Eric's raised left hand, a black rune was floating in his palm.

Looking at the sluggish hedgehog man in a joking manner, Eric crushed the rune into pieces, stepped back half a step, assumed an offensive posture, and said mockingly: "Take advantage of your brain, which is only as big as a walnut." Take it easy, little brain, after all, when I unscrew it later, you won’t be able to think anymore.”

Before the words could reach the other side, Eric had already jumped out of the hedgehog's shadow. His scythe split the air, made a loud sonic boom, and slashed at its neck.

With a crisp sound of gold and iron, the hedgehog's body was blown away by Eric's sickle like a shell.Just when the sickle was about to hit it, the hedgehog quickly took a step back, shrank his body, and supported the long knife, trying to block the handle of the sickle.

But it underestimated Eric's physical strength at this moment. The moment the long knife in its hand came into contact with the scythe, it was directly cut into two pieces by the huge force from the scythe. So much so that it hit its back.

The hedgehog huddled in a ball and rolled dozens of times on the ground. He hit the steps in a daze and stopped. Before he could shake his little head to recover, the fatal sound of breaking through the air sounded again.

The hedgehog man quickly stood up, holding the remaining half of the dagger tightly with both hands. He looked around nervously, stepped on his feet, and jumped up, ready to jump into his own shadow.

"Where are you looking, young man?"

Eric's figure rang out from the right side of it, facing the opposite direction. Taking advantage of the moment it was off the ground, he casually swung the sickle, drew a semicircle on the handle of the sickle, and drew it towards it.

With a bang, the end of the long handle of the sickle was struck on its right leg. With a sound of bone cracking, the hedgehog fell to the ground in pain and rolled his eyes.

"It doesn't hurt? Why didn't you scream?"

The half of the blade that had just been knocked away rose into the air at Eric's call, spinning into his hand. With a flick of his finger, the half of the blade turned into a streak of light, piercing the hedgehog's left shoulder and nailing it. On the ground, Eric returned all the taunts the hedgehog had made to him.

Exhaling a breath, he yelled out something comfortable.

"Lord, save me, your faithful servant Nakuri is dying."

The hedgehog Nakuri held his bleeding left shoulder and howled miserably.

Eric sat on the steps. There was no rain falling here. He dusted off the dust on his trousers, put the sickle on his shoulder, looked at Nakuri who was still struggling, and asked with interest: "What, you guys Is the way to summon the Lord all about shouting? You have to set off two fireworks or something, otherwise how will it know where you are?"

Nakuri panted heavily, exerted force on his body, broke free from the blade that pierced his shoulder, staggered up, looked at Eric sitting comfortably on the steps, and threatened with a ferocious expression: "What, are you scared? , if you’re afraid, kneel down now and I’ll spare your life.”

"An empty threat." Before Eric could joke, a wave of will suddenly came into his hand, and he raised his scythe. The expression on his face became uncontrollably ferocious, and he looked down. Hedgehog Man: "You just said...what's your name?"

The hedgehog was startled by Eric's appearance, and twisted his body back, but realized that his performance was a bit too embarrassing, and an angry look immediately appeared on his face.

"When I go to hell to see your Merlin later, remember that my name is Najiuli, the judge of the Apocalypse Organization."

Holding its bleeding left shoulder, it raised its head with an arrogant expression, looking up at Eric who was standing tall, ready to continue taunting him.

But the next moment, a gap that cut through the space flashed through, and Eric appeared behind it in a crouching posture, with the sickle held flat at his side, and the tip of the knife tilted downwards.

"you……"

Nakuri was so surprised that he turned his head, but only his head. His body was still facing the steps, his expression was still as proud as before, and he was muttering intermittently in a weak voice.

The next moment, its head slipped to the ground and rolled to Eric's feet. Only then did he see that the incision on Nakuri's neck was extremely smooth, as if it had been frozen by a blade, and not a drop of blood flowed out. .

"You don't deserve this name!"

He couldn't help but spit out these words, but his voice was another cold male voice.

The silence in the lair lasted for more than ten seconds. Just when Eric was about to regain control of his body, another cold, sonorous voice sounded in the lair: "I have told you long ago that weapons cannot be manipulated by emotions. .”

"Eric" turned and looked in the direction of the source of the sound. It was the throne above the steps. It was originally an empty place, but at some point a figure wearing strange armor sat on it.When his eyes met the scarlet eyes behind the strange mask, Eric felt that the blood in his body instantly became boiling and agitated, and a violent emotion surged out of his body.

"Still in need of heat, Kayn."

The armored man stood up, left a word, and turned into a black mist, passing through Eric's side and flying out of the passage.

"Eric" remained unmoved, but his right hand holding the scythe clenched harder. The ferocious hand armor made a creaking sound, and he slowly uttered two words between his clenched teeth: "Master~"